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She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short.
Brian Andreas (via frenchtouchx)

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I’m the kind of person who likes to be by himself. To put a finer point on it, I’m the type of person who doesn’t find it painful to be alone. I find spending an hour or two every day running alone, not speaking to anyone, as well as four or five hours alone at my desk, to be neither difficult nor boring. I’ve had this tendency ever since I was young, when, given a choice, I much preferred reading books on my own or concentrating on listening to music over being with someone else. I could always think of things to do by myself.
Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (x)

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There I went again, building up a glamourous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minute he met me, and all out of a few prosy nothings.
Sylvia Plath - The Bell Jar (via madnesscarrymehome)

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Et puis cette souffrance quitte le corps, quitte la tete, elle quitte insensiblement toute la surface du corps et se perd dans un bonheur encore inconnu d aimer sans savoir.
Marguerite Duras – L’amant de la chine du nord (via frenchtouchx)

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criticalconsciousness:

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

-e.e. cummings

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